Saturday, June 10, 2006
Wonder what's the point of displaying one's feelings so openly. It makes one so vulnerable to others. Like, come on, we all know what hurts you. Why do you want us to know? Yeah well, whatever.


Someone tell me what AFI stands for? Came across them just today and I'm so in love with them. There you go, dickhead. I love words. Inanimate stuff. Helluva lot safer than people. =D


I broke myself, shattered, tied a bow around every piece. You'll love the eyes. Have they always shown so vacantly? The more I show the less you'll want to know. I can't stop the insects that are feeding, pull the needles from beneath my skin.


Once there was boy who had vibrant glow, but as it goes, someone took it from him. One day through the rain I heard him meekly moan, he said"Will you wrap your arms around me as I'm falling?" Remember when we were all so beautiful? Never again, since then we've lost our glow.



That is pure poetry. From AFI. See why I love 'em? They play magic with words.



Parla piu Piano = TSD!!!!!
and no, that's not STD jumbled up.